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If you ever say that again, I will tear your soul apart and broadcast your screams for every other disrespectful WRETCH who dares to question me."

#HHRP #HBRP #MVRP
"Hm?"

A distorted chuckle.

"To what do I owe the impromptu visit? If you're looking for Charlie, I do believe she's currently having a night on the town with everyone else."
October 19, 2025 at 10:07 PM
"This is one of the many reasons I refuse to use modern-day technology, so brittle, so easily broken."
May 30, 2025 at 3:01 AM
"Well, Luck was the name of the game after all. Don't be so down in dumps, husker. Think of it like this, so long as /I/ hold your reigns, you will remain paid, fed, and secure. Is that not something to be cheerful of?"
May 7, 2025 at 5:40 AM
"I must apologize for the Impromtu disappearance~ Sometimes a well due vacation can be rather...

I̸͔̙̠̼̗̔̈́͒͐͆n̵̥̫͓̹͕͔̮̄̏̓ͅv̵̺͔̳̔͐̈́̎̉͂͝i̶͓͈͙͌̈́̎͂̌̄͠g̷͎̯̟͋̍̑̃̑͌̒̀̀͒o̸̢̞̬͓͌r̶̡̧̬͖̞̮͙͐a̵̝̣̮͖͒̾͂̀͐̃̂t̶̢̙̲̤͆̍͊́i̵̧̨̢̻̞͔̰̯͔͆́ͅn̸̢͈̮̝̱̺͈͕̭̝̾̈́̽̓̅̄g̶̹̣̮̫̱̲̮̱͇͑̎̆͑̀̈́̐͋͜͝~

But the show must go on, So now I make my well due return. Stay tuned, My next guest will surely have you enthralled. Until next time, Abyssinia!"
April 16, 2025 at 1:31 PM
"Your apologies are wasted upon me, I cherish the fact that the First Man may yet live. It'd be quite the broadcast, wouldn't you say~?"

It was clear that Alastor held some form of animosity for the angel since he was forced to retreat.
March 1, 2025 at 7:35 PM
"The games I play aren't much of your concern. You're simply one of the players on the board, barely holding onto your seat at the table. It's rather humorous. How long do you truly think before your little Ménage à Trois falls apart at the seams? Before one wishes for absolute control."
March 1, 2025 at 6:11 PM
"Have you not heard? Word amongst the streets dictates that the first man is alive and well... hiding himself away somewhere within pride itself."
February 24, 2025 at 12:33 AM
"A pathetic loser you initially employed if memory serves correct."

A distorted chuckle escaped the Radio Demon's lips.

"Don't glitch out already now. We've only just started to conversate. Seems to me you're simply upset that V employees flock to /me/ once they realize you're /worthless/."
February 20, 2025 at 7:24 PM
|| I can't decide which lad to make next

Halp.

If I can't end up deciding I know my indecisive ass will make both.
February 20, 2025 at 4:13 PM
"Come now~ discouraged so easily for royalty~"

It seemed to be a mix of both.

"I expected a more charismatic approach, then again, I suppose not every meeting of ours can be such a performance."
February 20, 2025 at 4:10 PM
"Then you had best rephrase your statement then, little cat."

Alastors face returned to its normal eerie visage.

"Now that you've gotten that out of your system, shall we conversate properly? As I was saying~ I can provide you with proper advertisements while you'll provide me with your eyes."
February 17, 2025 at 5:15 AM
"Rather underwhelming, at least compared to similar clubs here in Pentagram City. Some of them are near tens of thousands of patrons a night, stiff competition, so to speak."

He raised his arms with a sense of enthusiasm

"You seem like you could... use a helping hand."

What were his intentions?
February 17, 2025 at 3:32 AM
"How discourteous, my feline fellow. I was simply here to offer a business transaction of sorts, afterall I've seen first hand that your little venture here is hardly a success."
February 17, 2025 at 1:15 AM
"Something you have done, or something you've yet to accomplish?"

It was hard to tell sometimes if Alastor was being hostile or not.
February 17, 2025 at 12:31 AM
"Perhaps I simply wanted a new suit."

He said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Before returning to a more casual tone.

"Don't be such a wet blanket."
February 17, 2025 at 12:28 AM
"Well, aren't you just peachy today? So what's the story, morning glory?"

He seems a bit too happy, given he was talking to one of Vox's business partners.
February 16, 2025 at 11:47 PM
"I resent the implication, my dear, Just because I don't care for modern technology doesn't mean I'm not aware of it..."

He is doing his best to maintain his composure despite the clear poke at his age.

"In exchange for safe passage, I want you to deliver a package for me."

How vague.
February 16, 2025 at 11:30 PM
Alastor watched intently as the hellcat prepared his drink, his pupils following Husks' hands with each motion they took.

Once the drink had finally been finished and placed before him, Alastor let let a distorted chuckle as Husk implied he was stressed.

"Good to see you can mix a drink~
February 9, 2025 at 9:13 PM